Splash! Splash! Splash!
There on top of the lighthouse,
Watching in excitement,
Of the ships making their towards safety,
From the jaws of the impatient sea.
The walls of the lighthouse,
Resounding with the growl of the impatient sea,
In came the big wave,
Hurtling, long forgotten treasures towards the shore.
The beam of the lighthouse shining brightly,
Guiding the weary ships to safety,
As each neared the shore,
Jumped in glee, the caretaker’s granddaughter,
Hypnotized she was,
Her tiny fingers losing the count of innumerable ships,
Making their way,
Decking the shore like a priceless ornament!